Best Earn Poems
Pandemic crisis
Hospital overload
Unprecedented
Panic mode
Double shifts
No time for tears
No one signed up
For a suicide mission
Heroes collapsing
One after the other
Earning their wings
And our respect
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Earn it
if you want it.
My heart is not a toy;
you can't get at it easily
It's mine.
He is a mechanic
Repairing failed brakes
to help or to worsen
I know not
for many have fallen victims
in his act of mechanikism
the failed brake he repairs
but to second mission it
He wants it second missioned
but the result he reasons not
for life he thinks laughed
The car now bloody
To learn is to earn, to earn is to learn
Learning is earning, earning is learning
Is the word learning same from earning?
Does learning and earning always go together?
Learning to earn is like the greatest learning
Earning to learn is an incredible earning
People prefer to learn and earn at the same time
But many are earning without learning
If to learn and to earn are partners in life
Why some people fail to earn while they learn?
Are learners really going to earn?
Are earners really going to learn?
Said that life is a matter of learning and earning
To learn is as easy as to earn
To earn is as hard as to learn
Everyday we learn and we try to earn
But we earn hardly and we try to learn
If this poem helps you to learn something
That adds the best earning of your life
Adam and Eve sneaked back to the Garden
Hoping to earn for their sin a pardon
Eve saw the damn snake
And began to quake
Snapped snake: "Out of this garden you're barred in."
Do you make sure to tap all the dirt from your spikes with your bat,
even if it takes two full-length TV time-outs for you to do so?
Do you cross yourself once, twice, thrice,
or perhaps fidget and fiddle with the letters on your uniform,
no matter that they're sewn on so tightly that Superman himself couldn't
budge 'em?
Do you rub your hands together vigorously enough to make 'em bleed,
perhaps because you've just spit into them in the on-deck circle?
Do you take myriad cumbersome practice swings with three weighted bats,
flinging them aside to wave the feathery club remaining menacingly as you
turn to face the pitcher?
Do you dance and prance to some hip melody, like an apprentice snake-
charmer, as you approach the plate, inviting fans to heap trashloads of scorn and abuse on the batting helmet perched atop your fashionably overlong hair?
Or do you stride to the plate purposefully without all of that fussing and
fumbling, or all that commotion, to focus on doing what batters have
historically tried to do, which is to hit the tarnation out of that little round
ball zooming toward them at upwards of 90 m.p.h?
---Well, if that's what you do, then I am sure you're not a major-league player:
They earn their $4.5 million annual paychecks by doing
all that other stuff.
I be dealing on the side
To make ends meet
So forgive me if I prefer to hide,
It's my end that I don't want to meet
Cause I've got many mouths to feed
And many faces looking at me
So that when I speak they lip read,
For what I say goes, life for them is up to me
So forgive me if I'm different
It's my choice of my life
I was always born different
That's why at my age I don't have a wife
Cause I've got responsibilities on me
My priority right now is family and myself
And I don't want to pile one more body on me
Cause they're days when it gets tough to take care of myself
But be grateful I still send money home
When you receive just know I'm alive
Sorry I'm not able to call home
It's cause I don't have a permanent place I live
I'm always on the move at times I'm the corner boy
So I have to be on the look out at all times
But since I've been good I'm the go to boy
So my product always gets sold out all times
Dirty money like an ice cube in parched hand hastily fades.
Proverbial Monoku Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Carol Connell
September 01, 2018
Proverbs 10:16 (NIV)
The wages of the righteous is life, but the earnings of the wicked are sin and death.
M-en's given respect
H-as to be ardently earned;
A-sking is not an option,
R-equest too is just burned.
M-an must learn to respect,
E-arly eighth of September;
M-aking someone's esteem
B-ig, great, and better:
R-egard is highly special,
E-ven utmost and perfect;
V-ery good in your endeavor,
E-arn the others' respect.
Think twice first
Before you buy something;
Do you really need it?
Or would you only like it having?
Never must one be envious,
Competing against another;
Budget hard-earned income,
To grow, thrive and prosper.
Never become shopaholic,
Be a wise spender instead;
Having no ways and means,
Control what's in your head.
There is no easy money,
Never become luxurious;
Gold rings and bracelets
Pile up loans so serious.
Learn to be content,
Long not for too much riches;
Look for enough assets
To have no liabilities.
Make the right decisions,
Instead of the wrong turn;
Save cents for the future,
Live less than you earn.
J-ust earn enough money,
O-r make both ends meet;
V-igorously use your hands,
E-ach job must be legal or
N-eat.
E-arnestly earn enough money,
S-ixth of March early Tuesday;
P-ay all your bills on time,
L-ive your life in a nice way.
A-lmighty God will show you
N-othing but milk and honey;
A-sk Him for bountiful blessings, as you earn enough money.
Elected representatives
sure earn a bale of pay
Yet rarely do we hear back home
'bout one had something nice to say
Earn the love and keep it,
turn each impossible thought
into a believable fact;
earn it and be worthy of it.
Paint love in bright colors,
accept the joys it gives,
don't reject its boring times:
follow in the footsteps of lovers.
Earn the love and keep it,
strengthen it
with togetherness
and push it
in the right direction;
in wanting it,
you reinforce devotion.
Keeping it puts you into high gear,
avoiding it is a cause built on a lie;
and whichever side you turn to,
you dig deeper the hole left inside of you,
with bitterness, you'll say,
" I was the generous giver with the biggest heart,
now, I am the lonely one in search of myself.
Earn the love and keep it,
in bringing it upright
there's merit beyond thought;
now, I am the repentant
one who'll pay the high cost,
the lost one without worth.
I get it
I finally understand
You did not feel like my first choice
And the problem is you weren't
But you should have been
I treated you like I have been treated before
I once felt like you
I didn't realize that until it was too late
That is how come I lost my best friend
I wasn't his first choice anymore and he wasn't the same
But maybe we can rebuild you and I
We can't fix what is broken
But we can make a new
Just give me a chance
And let me tell you this
You have made me better
Thank You
Rise up and earn the victory
Do not settle for second best
You have come to far
Always motivated to strive for excellence
Continue to reach for the stars
Put yourself in the position to aspire
Walk along the golden path
Always reach higher